Chapter 72 Unclear Attitude
Let Pei Yichen drive today, and then look at the location on the address one by one. Pei Yichen knew what he was going to do after looking at it. He was a little surprised to find that Song Zhaoyan didn't have any sadness on his face.

He thought Song Soo-yeon would be very sad.

"What do you think I am doing? Do you think I look strange?" Song Zhaoyan looked at the road ahead, "My mother is gone, and I can't be sad for her all the time. She definitely doesn't want that, but sometimes she suddenly thinks It's sad to look up and ugly to cry."

Song Zhaoyan explained seriously.

"Don't worry, there will be me in the future."

In the cemetery, the light-colored skirt on Song Zhaoyan was a little conspicuous in the relaxed and lush crowd.

Putting the lily in her hand in front of the tombstone, Song Zhaoyan smiled, stared at the photo above, and turned to look at Pei Yichen.

"Isn't my mother very pretty?"

"Very nice, you are very similar to her."

"Of course, it's a good thing I resemble her, otherwise, if I were like that shameless guy like Song Jinyao, I would hate my own face and want to have plastic surgery."

Song Zhaoyan said something pretending to be joking, and Pei Yichen saluted the tombstone respectfully.

Such a big gift is actually very rare in modern times.

Staring at Pei Yichen in a daze, Song Zhaoyan quietly blushed, turned away from looking at Pei Yichen, pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

"You don't really need to do that..."

"This is my mother-in-law, why don't you need to do this?" Pei Yichen held her hand, "Don't you like it?"

"No, she's been gone for many years. In fact, I almost forgot what she was like when she left... Anyway, it's not the same as in the photo."

At that time, my mother was very thin and not good-looking, she was not the bright and charming beauty she was at the beginning.

Song Jinyao didn't like her anymore, and didn't even come to see her for the last time.

How old was he then?

It's very small, so it doesn't have the ability to protect itself anyway.

As soon as her mother left, Song Jinyao married another woman and brought a woman who was only one year younger than her.

What is Wen Yao's true love? In the past, she was forced to marry her mother.

These rumors made Song Zhaoyan's life in the Song family even more difficult. No one looked down on her, anyone could bully her, even... even the servants and gardeners at home looked down on her that way.

"It's okay, in your memory, she must be very good-looking, as long as you remember that side." Pei Yichen comforted softly, "Zhaoyan, the reason your mother left is due to illness?"

Hearing this, Song Zhaoyan's expression changed, she looked up at Pei Yichen, hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she struggled for a while before continuing.

"Yes."

She didn't want to involve anyone in this matter. If Pei Yichen intervened, it might be faster, but she had to complete this matter by herself.

Only if you avenge yourself.

"Mom is really nice."

"Yeah, she's always been pretty. I haven't come back these years. She must be very lonely. No, Xiao Xia helped me see her."

Yin Xia?

Now Pei Yichen understood why Song Zhaoyan was so kind to Yin Xia. During those years in a foreign country, it was Yin Xia who did her filial piety for her.

Whether it is Mr. Song or his mother who has passed away, it is Yin Xia who is helping.

"Are you worried about Yin Xia again?"

"That person in Weicheng, his thoughts are as deep as the sea, and he can't figure it out at all. Yin Xia likes him so much, maybe he will be hurt. Being hurt by someone he likes is really the cruelest torture in the world.

Stretching out a hand to rub Song Zhaoyan's hair, the gentleness from Pei Yichen's big palm made Song Zhaoyan suddenly soften her mind.

"Thank you."

He still comforted himself like this, in fact, Pei Yichen's mother also left very early.

The two stayed in front of the tomb for a while before leaving. On the way home, Song Zhaoyan suddenly decided to cook a meal for Pei Yichen and went straight to the supermarket.

Standing in front of the shelf, Song Zhaoyan was holding a can of spices, "Pei Yichen, which one is better to buy, you one by one"

Song Zhaoyan stopped talking and looked behind Pei Yichen.

How could it be her?
"Hello."

The woman's voice is gentle and sweet, even a woman like Song Zhaoyan thinks this voice is particularly nice, let alone a man.

Perhaps to a man's ears, this voice is probably the voice that a beauty should have.

"Hello." Song Zhaoyan's voice was already cold, but when she heard these words, she replied indifferently, which became even colder. Even Pei Yichen could sense Song Zhaoyan's displeasure.

Pushing the shopping cart, Pei Yichen looked at the woman walking by, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? This is a supermarket, have you forgotten?" The woman smiled, "Did I bother you? Sorry."

Song Zhaoyan frowned, what do you mean by being embarrassed?
Then why didn't you say that just now?Say sorry after disturbing, this behavior is really green tea.

Song Zhaoyan really didn't like this person, especially when she thought of the last time this person came out of Pei Yichen's office.

Oh, Pei Yichen hasn't explained this to her yet.

Scumbag.

Muttering in a low voice, Song Zhaoyan didn't go to see Pei Yichen, "I don't want to bother you to reminisce about the old days, I'll go to the side to get things, who at the cashier is interested in watching this kind of Baixue scene in Shura Field?

She is not interested in treating herself as the protagonist of this kind of reunion between old and new lovers. In her world, the protagonist will always be herself.Whether it is emotional or otherwise, she is her own protagonist.

"Where are you going? Didn't you go together?"

"I saw her coming out of your office last time." Song Zhaoyan didn't want to say more, as long as Pei Yichen understood what she meant.

Isn't this obvious?
It's interesting enough.

My old lover came, and I asked myself why I had to leave. Didn’t I know that it was embarrassing for the ex to meet the current one? "I will go with you."

"No."

Song Zhaoyan became self-willed rarely, "Don't you know her? It's not me who was looking for you."

Pei Yichen: "..."

"It's not what you think."

"Oh, let's go then."

"Hi, my name is Baiyin."

The woman who had been watching the two of them finally said, "I never knew that my appearance would disturb you."

I don't know, I'm sorry...

These words are really overused.

Song Zhaoyan didn't want to lower her self-worth and say something to this person, but when she thought of Pei Yichen's unclear attitude towards this woman, she still felt a little bit stuck.

Why is this person like this?
"Miss Bai, it's nothing to worry about. It's just that my fiancé and I have something to do first. You are welcome to come back and visit us."

The more I thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. Song Zhaoyan felt like a small-bodied person now.

The previous good mood was suddenly destroyed, and there was no joy at all.

(End of this chapter)

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